Strangers in the night

Reprinted from The NA Way Magazine, January 2010

One night I was driving down the highway, dropping off a friend after a meeting. It was raining, and we were talking about NA when we noticed this van pulling up really close to us. My friend thought it was friends of mine fooling around, and I didn’t know what to think.

Then, the window came down and they yelled at us, “Hey! Do you know the phone number for the Toronto helpline?”

“What?!” I shouted back.

“Do you know the number for the Toronto helpline?”

“Hang on,” I said, kind of surprised. “I always have meeting lists in my car.” But on this day, I didn’t. We pulled off the highway and I checked my trunk for a regional meeting list, but I had taken them into my house the day before. So, my friend made a few calls, and we got them the number.

We stood and talked a bit and took some pictures of each other, all in the rain. It was awesome; I got goose bumps. This fellow addict and his dad were visiting from another country and saw the bumper sticker on the back of my car that says, “This Car Stops at All Meetings.” Below that is an NA service symbol sticker. I had met a fellow addict from another country because of my bumper sticker. I helped him find a meeting! Damn, I love Narcotics Anonymous!

Henry W, Ontario, Canada